Two weeks ago I had officially decided to visit a Goodwill and browse around. I had even saved some pictures of Goodwill styled looks that I had found on the internet. As soon as I entered the room, I became weary. All the confidence and excitement that I had going in drifted away when the smell of old clothing hit my nose. What am I doing? I thought for a moment, but after my two second freak out I took a deep breath and I began to walk around. Surprisingly, I enjoyed it. My confidence began to grow with each rack that I passed. I was a thrifter. After I purchased two items I found out that the Goodwill would be having a $2 clothing sale on the 24th and 25th of this month. At that moment, the count down began.
Now today, the 25th, I have 14 additional articles of clothing to add to my closet, all thanks to the Goodwill. When I walked into the house with three filled Goodwill shopping bags, my mother warned me to be careful because soon I would become addicted. Too late. I am still in shock about the quantity as well as the quality of the clothes that I brought home today. I am dying for the moment to return a possible compliment on these items with, "Thank you. It's vintage."
White Pants: Levi's
CUTE!
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